Tokyo Sound

It's a red grid that no one has ever stepped on before.

Chapter 89 Breakup

Red is the color at the low-frequency end of the visible spectrum of electromagnetic waves. It is one of the three primary colors and the four psychological colors, like the color of fresh blood.

It represents joy, happiness and courage...

"This grid?" As the person involved, Hidaka Rina looked at the host inquiringly.

"I finally found it. This is the most powerful interactive mechanism in this map."

Uchida Yuma slowly picked up the small bucket of wooden sticks that had never been used and spoke to everyone.

"Once you step on a red square, the lottery ceremony will begin. Each wooden stick has a number on it, and the person who steps on the square will announce in advance the content of the interaction between the two number holders. Whether it is asking for the transfer of assets in Monopoly or treating six more expensive drinks in real life, it is all possible."

A group of people stared at the host.

After a short silence.

"…Isn't this the King's Game?" Yin Ze broke the silence.

"No, this is the game of Monopoly. The red grid is the wind outlet. Anyone has the opportunity to step on it. If you step on it, you have the opportunity to take off. However, specifying the interaction between the two numbers in advance also lays the groundwork for the possibility of pitting yourself. It also corresponds to the phenomenon of taking advantage of the wind outlet but accidentally falling." Uchida Yuma said calmly, "Every sip and every bite has a fixed number."

Just as I expected, this should be the killer move of this formation.

Shimazaki Nobunaga nodded. This game is quite popular among students. The orders of Red Grid Monopoly are absolute, and participants need to obey the orders unconditionally. The absolute power generated by the mandatory rules is the key to its fascination - compared to Truth or Dare, this time the initiative is given to the players.

Especially since the announcer was that precocious younger senior.

Little White Dragon, you should be feeling a little pressure at this moment, right?

Shimazaki Nobunaga turned around and found someone covering his mouth with his hand, looking very nervous.

"Not good, very bad." Yin Ze muttered to himself, "If I announce that all the bribes I have are handed over, my poker journey will be over..."

"..."

"Senior Hidaka, please tell me your instructions," Uchida Yuma reminded.

"If it's for the game, this authority is too much. After all, I can easily take high-level land from others and turn the situation around in one fell swoop. That's meaningless." Hidaka Rina thought for a while, "--How about the two chosen people holding hands until one player walks around the map?"

"So it means two people are randomly selected to be excluded, until someone returns to the starting grid for the third time and is then summoned to the field again?" Yin Ze said in a deep voice, "Then when someone is excluded, if someone steps on that person's land, do they still need to pay the fee?"

"Yes." said Hidaka Rina.

"Okay, then I have no objection." Yin Ze nodded. With the scarce tolls in his hands, it would be a good thing to avoid harm by being excluded.

"That's fine with me too." Shimazaki Nobunaga shrugged.

No one else objected.

"Okay, please tell me your number," said Uchida Yuma.

"Then let's go with numbers 3 and 5." Hidaka Rina randomly mentioned two.

Uchida Yuuma picked up the small bucket and shook it like a fortune-telling shrine vendor, then placed the bucket in the middle of the map and motioned for them to take it themselves.

Everyone stretched out their hands and drew one after another.

"Please raise your hands, No. 3 and No. 5." Uchida Yuma looked around at everyone.

Yin Ze slowly raised his hand and showed his number 5 wooden stick.

The Sacrifice Sanctuary activated its power, and Shimazaki Nobunaga sighed.

So who is number 3?

Uchida Yuuma and Shimazaki Nobunaga quickly glanced at the rest of the people.

"It's me." A voice attracted everyone's attention. Risa Taneda blinked and turned her wooden stick towards everyone.

"Your seats are quite far apart. Why don't you stand outside the venue first? First, it means you are temporarily leaving the game, and second, it will make it easier to fulfill the cost of holding hands." Uchida Yuma said in a businesslike tone.

Yin Ze and Risa Taneda smiled and nodded at each other, left their seats, and walked to the side of the game table, shoulder to shoulder.

"If Taneda-san leaves, I will be the next one."

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu consciously grabbed the dice and threw out the points, then moved the mini car forward, stepped on the Hidaka family's property, paid the money according to the discount, and then looked at the next person, Uchida-san, and then realized that no one paid attention to him and no one moved.

"?"

"Why aren't you two players holding hands?" Hidaka Rina said jokingly, "Oh, junior, are you shy?"

"Yes," Yin Ze retorted firmly. His hand and the girl's were in a state of contact, just like a child's hand grasping a parent's finger.

"That's a far cry from holding hands," Hidaka Rina corrected.

"As the red-grid tycoon, Mr. Hidaka's power is unlimited..." Shimazaki Nobunaga seemed to be making a statement, but he actually had a deeper meaning.

Uchida Yuuma inevitably glanced at Uchida Maaya and found that his elder sister was fine, just looking very interested.

Sakura Ayane was probably the one who cared the most, and she pursed her lips and never let go.

"Ah this..."

Master Yin scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't mind, as he shook hands with many people, but that was just a courtesy. Holding hands was obviously considered an intimate act, so wouldn't it be too frivolous if he acted rashly?

If the woman is unwilling, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

Master Yin’s game ID is a peerless master, and he is willing to abide by the rules of the game, but if the woman has any grudges, he should stand up and oppose it with courage and take the blame for breaking the rules.

It's very simple, right? The world is achieved when only one person leaves the team.

Just when I was hesitating.

"It's not your style to be timid."

Risa Taneda grabbed someone's dog paw openly, and her five slender white fingers pressed tightly against the back of the other person's paw. The girl moved the paw and raised it to show this handshake without a trace of moisture.

"Not bad, not bad." Uchida Yuma coughed dryly, "Please maintain the cost until the next round, and the game will continue here."

Everyone turned back to face the map. Although they could no longer be seen, the presence of the two people behind them outside the field became stronger.

……

"Your palms are so cold." said Risa Taneda.

"Hmm?" Yin Ze made an ambiguous sound.

"But your skin is pretty good. What skin care products do you usually use?" Taneda Risa asked. Since they were holding hands, they couldn't distance themselves from each other. Now their shoulders were almost touching. If she tilted her head slightly, she could smell the fresh scent of shampoo.

"I don't need those." Yin Ze shook his head.

"What about taking a shower and washing your hair?"

"Use sulfur soap for bathing, and any shampoo bottle with a shampoo sticking to the surface for washing your hair."

"It's so unfair. How can your skin be so good without doing anything?" Risa Taneda snorted.

"From the perspective of amateur scientists, perhaps it is because the skin is left unprotected that it is allowed to exercise itself and thus develop resistance. However, if it is pampered and loses protection, the damage will be worse," said Yin Ze.

"Is there such a thing? Is there any document to prove it?" Risa Taneda was stunned.

"I've already told you that I'm a folk scientist, and you still want the literature?" Yin Ze sighed, "But think about it, no matter how advanced the medical beauty technology is, how can it be stronger than the natural body that has been tempered thousands of times?"

"But the nails are nicely trimmed and round." Risa Taneda guided the dog's paw with her hand and lowered her head to look carefully.

"Many commercial images, especially those in China, are more particular about zero brushstrokes, cleanliness and clarity. I just bring one aspect of the good habits from work into my life." Yin Ze said firmly.

"Some people say that you can get a rough idea of ​​a person by looking at his or her palm. I tend to agree with that." Risa Taneda said softly.

"Who told you that?" Yin Ze frowned, "Does that person know Xiantian Bagua and Tiangang Divination?"

"The palm reflects a person's living habits. What does it have to do with fortune-telling?" Risa Taneda was displeased.

"That's true."

Yin Ze nodded. He thought of his grandfather who had been a farmer for half his life. The old man's hands were really broad and had a lot of calluses. They were much bigger than those of ordinary people, and he felt safe holding them.

The palm is a natural weapon. Humans use it to cultivate farmland and raise cattle and sheep. They also use it to make better tools and weapons. People with stories often have a pair of wrinkled hands.

I remember that when I first arrived, the man often looked in the mirror. What was written in Takizawa Satoru's diary was definitely not all of his life. Others were turned into frost and scars and remained in the body, and the training of voice actor skills was one of them.

The bruise on his knee was related to his memories of playing in his childhood, and the cut on his forearm was from an accidental scratch when he was cleaning up broken plates in the store where he worked.

Schrödinger's Corridor of Life is quite magical. Yin Ze can use it to recall things that he has forgotten. Some memories are so long ago that they have been swept into the deepest part of his soul, but the Corridor of Life connects them. As long as he is willing, he can always find them back by following the glowing lines.

When I found it again, I felt as if I was there again, all those emotions and sadness, and even a sense of rebirth.

But the face in the mirror still belonged to another little brother.

It's very confusing. The Corridor of Life is very powerful, but there is no way to find Takizawa Satoru's memory. In fact, except for the dream he had on the first day he arrived, in which he dreamed about Takizawa Satoru's childhood, it is basically difficult to remember anything about this little brother. There are occasional exceptions, and it is when he suddenly sees the thin scars on his forearms and a piece of dark skin on his knees, it's like being awakened to think of what happened in the past, that silent effort, that persistent and kind heart.

Death is such a necessary and sad thing.

One day, I will die in this new world, as Takizawa Satoru—

"What are you thinking about?" Risa Taneda saw that someone suddenly stopped talking, and she slightly tightened the other person's claws.

"It's nothing, my thoughts were scattered, just like when you were distracted in math class at school." The familiar smile appeared on Yin Ze's face again.

"Tsk, what kind of metaphor is this?"

"But your hands are pretty nice, too."

"Ah?" Taneda Risa was slightly startled, then asked with interest, "What's your opinion? Can you tell me in detail?"

"Clean and simple, without decoration, and the skin is very good." Yin Ze said simply, "and very warm. And..."

The man raised both of their hands, loosened his palms slightly, and looked at the girl's palms. There were obvious callus marks on her thumb, index finger, middle finger and palms.

"And you have undergone quite a lot of art training. If I guess correctly, you must be an art student, right?" Yin Ze said very seriously.

"Oh my, you're right." Taneda Risa also looked shocked by the divine fortune teller and nodded seriously, "Master, can you continue to speculate?"

"The red maple windbreaker this lady is wearing is of extraordinary quality. I have also seen the brand in fashion magazines. I think she must be financially strong. Does she have other brothers and sisters in her family?" Yin Ze asked mysteriously.

"Brother, what's wrong with this?"

"Nothing, just asking casually, but not asking casually. For example, now I know that your relationship in the family is that of a younger sister. How is it? Isn't it amazing?"

The girl wanted to laugh but didn't. It was so strange, why did this person find even nonsense so interesting?

"Can you tell me something you don't know?" asked Risa Taneda.

"No." Yin Ze shook his head.

"why?"

"Because I don't know."

"Well, just guess. If you don't guess right, I can just tell you the answer, right?" Risa Taneda shook her tightly clenched hands.

"Can you guess anything?"

"Okay, oh, it's too personal."

"Then I guess that although you are not engaged in the art industry, you are still continuing to create, right?" Yin Ze asked.

Risa Taneda didn't answer immediately. She just looked at the boy in front of her with some surprise. She just whispered, "How did you know?"

“There are many reasons to give up, but there is perhaps only one reason to persist, and that is passion.”

Yin Ze smiled and whispered softly.

"Childhood fantasies may be vulnerable when facing growth, but we are not purely rational animals, so dreams are like love. You said that you gave up art and turned to voice acting, I don’t think that’s accurate... So keep going, don’t give up."

Risa Taneda felt the other person's palm gradually becoming less cold, and just said it in a relaxed manner.

"you guessed right."

"Do I get a reward then?"

"No."

"Ugh……"

"But, I am finally sure of one thing." Taneda Risa said calmly and confidently, "Why did you easily accept those people's commissions and paint for them?"

It was the man's turn to be surprised.

"People who have given birth to dreams in their hearts are like ashes that have been burned. Under the black and inconspicuous dust is the fire that is ready to be rekindled at any time." Risa Taneda said slowly, "Even if it has nothing to do with you, the persistence of those people gives you warmth. Even if it is just a little touch... it is difficult for people to restrain the throbbing of setting off grand fireworks."

The two looked at each other in silence for a few seconds.

"You guessed right." Yin Ze said softly.